111. Iron Alpha

Asher’s pov

“Why the fuck does it have to be you?”

“Princess,” I said, pulling Leia close. “I volunteered.”

“So unvolunteer. I don’t give a fuck who does it, as long as it's not you.” My beautiful wife said, looking up at me through her tears.

“I know you’re worried, princess. But I’ll be fine.”

“And if you’re not? It’s too big of a risk. I don’t fucking like it.” Leia explained, sighing, before burying her face in my chest.

“Are you worried I’ll turn back into the Iron Alpha?” I asked my mate.

“I know who you are, Ash. I know it better than anyone, and you’re not that fucking person anymore. I am not going to continue to judge you based on the worst time of your life. And you shouldn’t judge yourself either. Is this some fucked-up way to pay back for your sins? Because you don’t need to. They all got what was coming.”

I kissed the top of Leia’s purple hair. “Leia…. They didn’t all deserve it. Most of those people I killed were soldiers, just doing their jobs. I don’t even reme